His jaw clenched, his breaths coming out faster and faster. Rosabella could feel her growing wetness between her thighs but ignored the pain there.

A deep grunt escaped his parted lips as her thumb moved over the tip of his tongue.


He stiffened as she continued to move her hands up and down, faster now. Glancing down, she squeezed her thighs together, licking her lips as she worked with him faster, noticing his hips move impatiently with his hands.

Unable to wait any longer, Charles then wrapped his fingers around her, squeezing his firmness, causing her eyes to lock with his as she sucked in a harsh breath before the primitive look, he was giving her.

Her chest ached, her body vibrating with need under his intense gaze.


"Like this." He gave rough orders, moving their hands faster and harder.

He let go of her hand and let her do the rest while his hips jerked. When he couldn't take it anymore, Charles then grabbed her neck, biting her bottom lip before kissing her hard.


He stiffened beneath her and when he broke the kiss, holding her gaze with fiery brown eyes, he reached all over her arms and belly.

Feeling short of breath, Rosabella looked down at the results, her gaze moving to her hand. Charles bent over the bed to take the towel away.

Still panting, he wipes off the evidence of his drop before dropping the towel on the floor again.

Rosabella's heart pounded wildly in her chest, her inner thighs still feeling wet with excitement as she stared at him.

Charles grabbed her knee and pulled her over him so she was squeezing him. Smiling at him, she rested her forehead against his.

Although, when she felt his hand slowly move to her inner thigh, she gripped his hand, blocking his movement.

Charles looked at her in surprise, but she just kissed him.

"It's just you tonight, Charles." She whispered on his lips.

As an answer, he bit into her mouth, demanding control, and she gave it to him without question.

She lets him take whatever he wants and when he does, he finally feels it.

Charles finally felt like talking to her.

Withdrawing from the kiss, he carefully rolled her away and laid her on her back, leaning toward him as he looked at her with a level of determination that made Rosabella pause.

"Just looking at you like this, I just wonder how many more times we have to do this..." He admitted, voice low and hoarse as his gaze moved over her facial expression.

"Charles," gasped Rosabella, reaching up and running her fingers through his hair.

He shook his head.

"I know what you promised me, Rosabella. I know, ok? But I just have to say this anyway." He gulped, licking his lips as Rosabella held her breath, feeling her pulse speed up.

"I don't know when this happened but I have feelings for you. I don't know what they are, I've never been in this position before, but I want you to be close to me and safe. I want to have could touch you and…" He bit his lip and sat up, letting her hand in his hair fall beside her as he turned his back to her.

"I know you deserve better than this but I can't stop. I can't be stopped, Rosabella."

With tears rolling down her cheeks, Rosabella also sat up and carefully twirled around the mattress so she could face him.

Charles locked eyes with her and dropped his shoulders in defeat, letting a breath of exasperation escape him.

"Rosabella..."

"You don't know what I deserve, Charles." Rosabella reached out and held his face with both hands so he wouldn't take his eyes off her.

"I keep saying I'm better than this life but I'm not."

Charles took her little wrists into his and lowered them into her lap.

"Just because you protected us once, don't turn me into a cold-blooded killer. You..."

Rosabella shook her head, cutting him off. "No. This isn't just about what happened. You were right before. I was selfish. I never thought about anything other than myself. I left my parents, I was gone. neglecting Fanny, I..."

He covered her mouth with his palm, surprising her when he stopped her from continuing.

"You're real, Rosabella. You're a real woman. Do you think you're selfish? I see you for what you are. You're the one who knows what she wants. You have a voice, you're not afraid. People, including you, may mistake this as selfish but you don't understand that you're real. You can pretend to be okay when you're not but you don't. You stand your ground, unlike most other women, who are too scared to step out of their box. That's what made me..."

This time Charles stopped him from speaking again. Just seconds ago he wanted to take that leap of faith and tell her but now that he's so close, he's not sure if he has what it takes to go through it.

However, Rosabella sensed it and immediately moved closer to him, her breath caressing his face as her lips almost brushed his as she spoke.

"Do you what?"

Charles swallowed.

"Doing for you, Charles?" Rosabella tilted her head to the side, her eyes falling to his lips for a split second before turning back to hold him.

"Are you really going to make me say that?" He whispered, the vibration in his chest so intense, he could barely speak.

Her breathing came a little faster as she just let their mouths touch without actually kissing, letting them gently caress each other.

"I don't think I'll be able to believe it until you do..."

"But you know what I'm about to say."

"I have a hunch."

He nervously caressed her mouth with his mouth.

"How do you whisper, Charles?" Her whisper was so low that he could only tell what she said by observing her lips.

"Make me fall in love with you."